Chapter 37: The Wind Suddenly Rises, Ruffling a Pool of Spring Water (Three)

  "Dragon God, what is this 'fallen flower girl' that the villagers keep talking about? What kind of demon is she?" I asked hurriedly.

  "Jade-faced Raksha, a kind of evil spirit that can change its appearance at will, often disguising itself as a beautiful woman to lure people's hearts and seize their vital energy." Longjing seemed to have heard something interesting, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

  I nodded repeatedly: "That's right, that's right. Master Hu also said that if the fallen flower sister transforms into her original form, she will suck out people's brains!"

  "Brain is not as good to eat as tofu flower, it has a strong fishy smell, and you have to add scallions, ginger, garlic and chili oil to get rid of the smell." Longjing smacked his lips.

  Uh... Listening to Longjing's words, could it be that he has eaten...

  "Longshenye is bragging, Longshenye is bragging!" Guapian shouted.

  Longjing ruthlessly flicked Guapian's forehead, and Guapian's frail body swayed backward, almost falling over.

  "But that Luohua girl is not simple at all!" I again teased Luohua with the story of Su Daizhang and the evil wind in the flower hall: "Originally, Luohua herself said she came flying over on a cloud, her background must be extraordinary."

  "Now these miscellaneous demons and monsters, wouldn't they have also believed the rumors, thinking that I, Ben Tian, had eloped with Xiang Pi, causing great chaos in this world of mystics? They're all rushing to deliver their own deaths..." Long Jing muttered a few sentences, throwing down the pai gow tiles: "Zhì Zūn Bǎo."

  Melon seeds at a glance, looking at the dim sum by the mouth can't eat, couldn't help but burst into tears again.

  Since Dragon God has a confident look on his face, I don't have much to say, and can only wait until tonight to see how the barbarian sorcerer will catch the demon.

  The lanterns had just been lit, the clouds were light and the wind was gentle, a rare warmth and comfort. In the flower hall, everything was as usual, bustling and extraordinary. In the kitchen, a young servant who was helping with the work had cut his hand and asked the Falling Flower Girl to treat it. The Falling Flower Girl's slender fingers lightly touched the wound, and the scar disappeared instantly. The young servant thanked her profusely and left, while the Falling Flower Girl only smiled slightly.

  How could such a gentle and elegant lady be a jade-faced demon?

  I was lost in thought, but saw that the barbarian monk came swaggering over, Mr. Mo followed closely behind, making a gesture to drive my sisters out into the front hall, Old Master Xing stopped him and said: "The name of this Smoke and Rain Pavilion is well-known outside, if I were to drive away the evil spirits today, it would certainly make a name for itself in the capital, and bring fame and fortune, let everyone bear witness."

  Mr. Mo naturally didn't dare say anything more, and the sisters and guests were also very curious, not knowing what kind of tricks this barbarian monk had up his sleeve.

  Only saw the fallen flower girl was not surprised at all, but sat quietly in the back and watched quietly.

  The barbarian monk first took out a very large leather bag, propped up the opening with an iron hoop, and it looked like a fish basket, except that there were no holes. He then chanted some incantations, and in an instant, all the doors and windows closed by themselves. Several strips of paper with curved and winding scriptures flew to the gaps between the doors and windows, sealing the house tightly.

  All the sisters and guests were stunned, discussing: "It seems that this barbarian monk really has some skills!"

  "They say they're going to catch a demon, but where did this demon from the Smoke and Rain Pavilion come from?"

  "Hush, something strange is going on in Zi Yu Chai Street lately."

  Mr. Mo's forehead was sweating profusely, fearing that rumors would spread and delay business, so he hastily said: "It's just for peace of mind, peace of mind... Everyone please remain calm and watch the master perform his rituals properly."

  Ready, Master Xing walked towards Luo Hua's daughter and said: "You evil spirit, why haven't you shown your true form yet? What are you waiting for?"

  The Flower Maiden said in a daze: "Is the master speaking to this young woman? But this young woman doesn't understand a single word."

  "Halt! I've seen through you from the start, don't try to deny it! Since you're determined to harm innocent people, I won't hold back!" As he spoke, he pulled out a golden mirror from his bosom and held it above Luofu's head. Luofu raised her hand to block it, but the light passed through, and at the same time, the doors and windows suddenly creaked and groaned as if someone was pushing them with great force.

  This aura was just like the evil wind of yesterday, but all the doors and windows were sealed by Old Master Xing's spell, so the evil wind howled outside, but couldn't get in.

  Everyone present changed their complexion, and a guest exclaimed: "How could it be? The Flower Girl is actually a demon?"

  "What a strange path! The origin is unknown, and there's also spiritual power!" Another kind guest echoed.

  "But didn't she save a lot of people..." a sister said timidly.

  "You can know a person's face, but not their heart. Who knows what's going on inside? I'm afraid nothing good comes from getting up early for no reason!" Another sister witnessed something strange yesterday and was full of suspicion on her face.

  "Did you all see that?" Old Master Xing said with great satisfaction, "This is the demonic art of Jade-Faced Raksha, summoning evil winds to harm people! If I hadn't performed my magic, I'm afraid the fierce wind would have swept through, causing another disaster!"

  As she spoke, the flower girl was reflecting in the mirror, and her face actually began to distort, her pale complexion gradually turning greenish-purple, as if the light had broken through a layer of skin. Two sharp horns protruded from her head, and her slender body became stout. Slowly but surely, she transformed into an evil spirit over eight feet tall, with a dark blue body, a cruel face, and a pair of glowing red eyes. Her nose flared, and her hands and feet grew sharp claws, just like the evil spirits depicted in the City God Temple.

  The crowd was stunned by the scene before them, and suddenly it was silent. "Ah!" someone exclaimed, breaking the silence. Then, as if reminded of something, they all scrambled together, trembling with fear. Some wanted to go out, but the doors and windows were shaking, and no one knew what was happening outside, so naturally, no one dared to rashly tear off the talisman and go out to die.

  "Don't worry, everyone! Without the diamond drill, I can still handle this trivial matter of a jade-faced Rakshasa!" As he spoke, he pulled out a chain and put it around the evil spirit's neck, then started pulling it outside. The strong wind howled outside, as if it could blow open the doors and windows and rush into the house at any moment.

  Mr. Mo was both frightened and remorseful, staring straight at the evil spirit with his body shrinking away.

  That wicked ghost, although looking terrifying, did not attack him at all, but instead obediently wrapped itself around the neck of the Taoist priest and followed closely behind him, without struggling.

  A brave and virtuous guest said: "This dharma master indeed has an extraordinary skill, even the evil spirits dare not make a move."

  Lao Xing Fa Shi listened and was even more pleased, his hand raised the open-mouthed bag again, stuck it to the door gap, and recited the incantation. The talisman floated down, and the door suddenly opened. A strong gust of wind poured in, drilling straight into the large leather bag.

  Old Master Xing quickly tightened the leather pouch, and all that could be seen was a lump of something still struggling inside, unable to break free.